Telemarketers

Don't you hate it when you are in the middle of something and the phone rings and you are tripping over stuff to answer the phone and then you can't find the phone and then you finally get to the phone and you hear a recorded voice saying, "Important information regarding your car warranty..." 

Little do those boneheads know that one of my cars is a 1990 Ford Mustang, and the other is a 1965 Mercury Comet Station Wagon. My car warranties ran out eons ago. 

And then you hear them say that this is their final attempt to contact you regarding it. And then you believe them. And then you are at home again. And you are wrapping Christmas presents and trying to clean your house because you have a holiday party at your house tonight. And then the phone rings and you are tripping over stuff to answer the phone and then you can't find the phone and then you finally get to the phone and you hear a recorded voice saying, "Important information regarding your car warranty..."

I can't take it anymore. 

Wrong place at the wrong time for their sake. I happened to be standing right next to a police whistle that a friend of mine gave me. 

I pressed one to talk to somebody about the car warranty. And when they answered? 

I blew the whistle as loud as I possibly could. 

I wonder if THAT will get me off the damn calling list. 

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